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Petty
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Mike Ewing
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Mario Douglas
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Thomas Bender
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mike Ewing
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Chino
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Lyrics
He got imposter syndrome. Now he can finally admit it
Reverse psychology won't work here so don't try to flip it
I won't ever let a star tell me the sky's the limit
I won't ever let a star tell me the sky's the limit
I ain't gotta snipe lil buddy. I got a horoscope
He wish that he was this tapped in. He don't know morse code
Get sick like magic. How you want it? Mirror or the smoke?
I went cold turkey then fried turkey. He ordered smoked
Apologies to Chino. This shouldn't be no beat that he get grilled on
And for the fans later we gone treat this like a real song
2024 I didn't plan him gettin' peeled on
How they put on for the Ville without putting the Ville on?
I'ma split the city just to show ya how the splits work
Pack him up, then come back with love, and do stitch work
Twinkle twinkle little star I just got a big burst
Couldn't fuck the game without a rapper on my dick first
No, all diddy
Throw fuck 'em parties. They can all get it
You don't even gotta tell me once
Roll a **** up like runts
Rich **** ain't that rich, he ain't got no bitch, I'ma take his lunch
Talkin' bout for my foes, it be 4th a goal, these **** gone punt
Whatever he selling don't buy that shit. Ya might need that this month
Giving shout outs. Half them **** know he don't really fuck with 'em. He just stunt
The Bible said morning star. That's when Jesus come
That's why I'm the only one here mourning Star. Didn't none of them people come
Call me extra if I choose to block the moves that he begun
Learn yo lesson 'fore you shoot a shot don't use a BB gun
Ain't responding back to shit he do. Just let him think he won
Because that's what real **** do. We let him think he one
I'm still bout peace and shit
I hate I gotta be a piece of shit to show a piece of shit that he a piece of shit
And God knows I don't want to piece his shit, but watch them words you reaching with
Could've easily helped me up by my hand but you reach for dick
Next time don't speak as quick
Do I really gotta be a dick when my in his mouth so he eats a dick?
He either forgot he a bitch, or he think we forgot he a bitch
See, I didn't wanna go deep in this
I rather go mix my album. Now I gotta grab him
Cause he tweakin' it, and not release him 'til I release some shit
Now, the real question is why am I the one that's gotta teach you this?
Yo mouth gone burn a bridge to yo whole God damned feature list
Now just sit there with the blank face like you featureless
Give that one some time they usually come around
Over is the only way I'm knockin' buddy
I'ma show you why he mad. Don't get cocky, buddy
When they told me it get ugly it did not get ugly
And I know the next one ass gone and drop it for me
Over is the only way I'm knockin' buddy
Time'll show you why he mad. Clock it, buddy
When they told me it get ugly it did not get ugly
And I know the next one ass gone and drop it for me
If you think this gettin' on his ass then you don't know specific
He think he Kendrick so damn bad he gettin' smoked like Drizzy
Wanna be from Memphis so damn bad didn't know he poked a Grizzly
Now all my sentiments so sad cause I just soaked a sissy
Guns and yo cardio aside winded y'all get tough
I got his number. He got mine. I rather call his bluff
Everything I put on sheet rock. Hate to wall him up
But since I must, this for us. All of us
When I put my wrist in it, my fist in it, fuck all this up
These **** big envy like they dick skinny with the smallest nuts
All this attention he want, did somebody not pet dog enough?
I'ma hit his heart. This the part where his balls get tucked
Another tall **** with a Napoleon feel. He a she devil
I'll die on Napoleon's heel, Outwitting The Devil
God tier. Walk him on water. He C level
This God here, talkin' to my daughter, hoping she settles
Diarrhea on any problem with peace petals
Hold my beer. Watch me. I promise it'll be better
A slide here is only in lava. I'll sleep better
Scar feared and hated Mufasa. Guess who's me? Catch up
Give him his flowers already. Let's wrap this up. I'm tired of hearing about it
Told y'all a long time ago I'm a lil fucked up. I'm not just anybody
I don't wanna see no **** pop all this shit 'bout how he went and got it
If he ain't gone teach nobody, then we not sorry when we get it out him
Furnace him. Sit him down, and furnish him
I don't wanna tarnish him. He did that. Let me turn-ish him
Like, maybe shift his head a bit, and learn him something
I only bow dow to God. Fuck the firmament
Now if you wanted to kill yourself, and you aim to
Because I told you to kill yourself, I'll be shamed too
But what you waiting on?
Jermaine? Shute
Na, that's too easy
Don't do it
Over is the only way I'm knockin' buddy
I'ma show you why he mad. Don't get cocky, buddy
When they told me it get ugly it did not get ugly
And I know the next one ass gone and drop it for me
Over is the only way I'm knockin' buddy
Time'll show you why he mad. Clock it, buddy
When they told me it get ugly it did not get ugly
And I know the next one ass gone and drop it for me
I'm gettin' tired of y'all, I need a Tylenol
I'm a Child of God, not a child of y'all's
Now I gotta send you roaming down 1000 halls
Why did the lil bruh tip he Libra? This is balanced law
It's just sad I had to pick him off
I walk in faith down Lischey Ave, You getting Lischey walked
I'll give an activist a fist if they piss me off
I practiced abstinence for this. Can't nobody get me off
Now if you wanted to kill yourself, and you aim to
Because I told you to kill yourself, I'll be shamed too
But what you waiting on?
Jermaine? Shute
Just give him his flowers already. Let's wrap this up. I'm tired of hearing about it
Told y'all a long time ago I'm a lil fucked up. I'm not just anybody
I just got a big burst, couldn't fuck the game without a rapper on my dick first
And that's all diddy
Throw fuck 'em parties. They can all get it
You don't gotta tell me once
Roll a **** up like runts
Rich **** ain't that rich
He ain't got no bitch, I'ma take his lunch
Whatever he selling don't buy that shit. You might need that this month
Giving shout outs. Half them **** know he don't really fuck with 'em. He just stunt
The Bible said morning star. That's when Jesus come
That's why I'm the only one here mourning Star. Didn't none of them people come
Call me extra if I choose to block the moves that he begun
Learn yo lesson 'fore you shoot a shot don't use a bb gun
Ain't responding back to shit he do. Just let him think he won
Because that's what real **** do. We let him think he one
Damn
Gotta let him think he one
You just gotta let him think he one
Written by: Mario Douglas, Mike Ewing, Thomas Bender